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upper storey of the building is a large window. That is the 

 veritable opening through which, when the devil chases Tre- 

 geagle, wearied with the task of dipping out Dozmare Pool with 

 a hole-ly lim23et shell, over the wild moorlands, the poor giant 

 places his head, and is thenceforward till he quits sanctuary 

 again in safety. The masonry of the building is very massive, 

 and fitted in with extraordinary skill to the inequalities of the 

 rock. 



The rock was thoroughly ''done" by the party, the majority 

 of the ladies even surmounting the no small clitficulties of ascent 

 and clambering over the topmost boulders, some of them, indeed, 

 being the most agile and fearless of the party. 



Near by is a small rock with a hole only a few inches in 

 diameter, known as St. Grunett's Well : it always contains water, 

 which is said to ebb and flow as the tide. From this well, tra- 

 dition also hath it, the devoted maiden, G-unett, obtained water 

 for the use of her father, who was afflicted with leprosy, and re- 

 mained for many years shut up in the cell on the rock. The 

 water might have done for a hermit of the olden time, but its 

 greenish hue would hardly be acceptable to the fastidiousness of 

 our own day ; and the tidal theory, it is to be feared, will hardly 

 "hold water " in our age, when even clerics have a sceptical turn, 

 and destroy our simple faith by suggestions of rainfall and 

 evaporation ! 



When one has seen the rock, there is really nothing at Roche 

 worthy staying for. The Church, which was shown by the rector 

 — the Eev. E. F. Grardner in person, is a modern abomination — a 

 wretched specimen of debased Perpendicular, with the boxed-up 

 pews of our grandfathers — where, however, there is a good speci- 

 men of a Norman font, ornamented with foliage, interlaced with 

 cordage, and with pillars bearing winged human heads. In the 

 churchyard is a rude four-holed cross, no doubt of great antiquity, 

 but of very little beauty. 



Another pleasant drive brought us to the Rosemellyn china 

 clay pits, extensively worked by Mr. Barrett. Oapt. Martyn, the 

 manager, kindly received the visitors and conducted them over 

 the works, and the process of manufacture was explained in an 

 interesting manner by Mr. Collins. The clay here is of very 

 superior quality : the works are very well laid out ; and the three 

 tanks which finally receive the clay before it is dried for the 



